(Glad you liked it.)

"Geez Illvar where you been to? Sure coulda used yer help passing the time earlier!" Roskin jumps at the sight of the Aasimar

Avelyn still remains sat on the floor, wondering what words just came out of his mouth.

Illvar looks to Avelyn 

"You could say I'm new, to this time at least"

He glances over to Roskin

"I've been around. My presence tends to go unnoticed for the most part"

"So, Grim, you tell this story to me and i be expectin' you to mention yerself in it but I don't know if you did unless you are the Ashton character and all, or you be Siegfried eh, Course you are!" Roskin perks up, "Cause you saying no one knows what happened to him. That's cause he traveled through the Portally time swirl with us to the past!" Roskin leans back proud of himself for his deduction and starts whittling again.

"No. I'm not Siegward, otherwise I'd be wearing his Catarina armor, all that Onion-shaped platemail." He says as he tries to move his right hand to ask to be helped up, but it seems his hand can't move. He looks down, and tries to move it again, and can't once more. He moves his legs, they work fine. "What's going on," he asks himself as he tries to move it once more, to no avail.

Illvar raises his eyebrow at Avelyn wiggling his legs

"Are you having an issue?"

"You sure, SieGrim? Cause then who are ya? I know you call yerself Avelyn but but with you not having memories but now having memories how do you know your not, eh?" Roskin folds his arms with a smug look on his face.

"Heh, no. Give me a moment." He says through gritted teeth as he lifts his right arm , then immediately drops it back down painfully. He lifts his arm into his now raised knee and takes off his gauntlet, showing a massive, ash-black 'infection' on his whole hand and further still, covering his wrist and going under his armor. "Um... Maybe a little?" He asks this through his gritted teeth once more, a little panic in it.

"Hey, you embers failing you? Are you cooling off or something?" Roskin sits up a little worried " Jump in the fire there get your heat back up!  Can't have you cooling off need you for party "tricks" later!"

Illvar goes over to his side, kneeling down beside him

"It's best if we don't move you yet"

(So since this is side plot I don't think I need to roll? But I have high medicine and the ability to heal wounds)

He begins to heal the infection (if I'm allowed)

"How did you come about this infection?"

"Didn't you you hear his story Illy? He's was thrown into some ash pot and got all burned in the sun god curse and some such!" Roskin says starting to gather up some coals and embers from the fire in front of them.

[It's a little side plot for me and anyone who WANTS to get involved, so no healing yet]

"It's a bloody curse, you Aasimar. I didn't 'come about it,' and it isn't an 'infection.'" The curse seems to not only be affecting his body, but his emotions as well. He still speaks like Avelyn, but soon, he might as well be any other Amnesiac. He turns to Roskin, stating aloud, "And stop calling me 'Grim!' My name is Avelyn you daft Rogue Halfling!" He says that last part through gritted teeth again.

Roskin looks at Illvar "Don't worry 'bout that outburst to much, Avelyn here s'been bouncing between friend and jerk all day. Y'know just a little while back he shook my hand and said we was friends and all, before the big war god story anyways" The halfling comes over with some of the hot embers blowing on them to keep them bright red. "Here ya are Grim would this help?" He sets the coals down at Avelyn's side nearest the darkened hand.

(If it really bothers you as the player I will stop but I am only trying to play the character)

Hearing the term "Sun god curse" sours the expression on Illvar's face. He glances at Roskin before looking back to Avelyn 

"I apologize for trying to help. I don't always believe everything I hear in fairy tales"

His tone sounds sincere, but also like it's holding a hidden message. He extends his arm out

"If you would still like a hand"

Avelyn grabs Illvar's hand with his left, which he isn't used to, and says, "I'm sorry for being angry. This hasn't happened before, and I've been stressed. I'm trying to remember everything that's happened to me, and I can never seem to grasp it."

[BTW, it's just the character having an outburst. No need to change.]

"I..." Illvar trails off "Can't imagine what that's like"

He leaves it at that

"Do not feel the need to apologize, your mind is in a fragile state"

Roskin staring at Avelyn's right hand asks "Is it going to crumble like the ashes do when they go black or is this a temporary thing?" He reaches up to touch the blackened parts where the skin looks clean.

Avelyn seized up when Roskin touched his arm, but he remained calm. "No, we don't crumble to ash. We simply go Hollow." He said calmly, but when he said hollow a faint glow on his right palm said otherwise.

Roskin cocks his head to the side as he sees the glow "Y'know that is different, when you started the dark sun god consumer story your hand was most normal then it went black but now that you stopped it's starting to glow again and stuff, an' if you be going hollow then that means you might just shatter like a clay pot!" he looks troubled, "Welp we best not be lettign that happen then, eh?"